[Comprehensive] Raiders 36 Strategies for a certain male

Three days later, the competition officially began.

Before the battle, old man Ouyang smiled at Fang Han and said to Fang Han, "Fang Han, for this first match, I allow you to use [-]% of your cultivation!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone in Xuanpingmen changed.

"It's too rampant, senior brother Zhao, kill him! Give us Xuanping sect a sigh of relief!"

"Lihuomen is too cunning, afraid of losing, so I made excuses for myself in advance, Senior Brother Zhao, I am optimistic about you! Come on!"

The inner disciples of Xuanping Sect immediately became angry. The other party's naked words seriously damaged their self-esteem.

In the first round, Master Qingshui's apprentice Zhao Long competed with Fang Han.Among the disciples of the inner sect, Zhao Long is usually taciturn, but he is also a leader in the Xuanping sect, and his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation establishment.

The competition started. Fang Han stood on the stone platform with a gentle smile and said, "Senior brother Zhao, since the elder of our sect has ordered me, I will only use [-]% of my cultivation for this competition."

Zhao Long is a middle-aged man with a strong figure. After he came to the stage, he looked at Fang Han, clasped his fists cautiously and said, "Senior Brother Fang, please!"

After finishing speaking, he stepped on his feet, and milky white lotus flowers emerged from the bottom of his feet. These lotus flowers quickly rose into the air, swelled up immediately, and hovered around his body.

A trace of sword energy.Emanating from each lotus leaf.at this moment.The clothes on Zhao Long's body automatically made the sound of blowing without wind.

Master Qing Shui smiled, and said: "Zhao Long's Lotus Sword Intent already possesses the power of the middle grade, not bad."

The Xuanping sect disciples next to him also showed envious expressions. "Senior Brother Zhao Long is indeed the pride of our inner sect."

At this time on the stone platform, Zhao Long shouted: "Junior Brother Fang, my lotus sword energy is extremely powerful, you have to be careful!"

At this moment, the lotus flowers lingering around suddenly turned rapidly, and streaks of cyan sword energy shot at Fang Han extremely swiftly like a torrential rain.

Fang Han's expression remained the same, his body retreated quickly, his hands quickly formed seals, and he shouted: "Water curtain!" At this moment, the whole sky suddenly darkened, and then there were dots of crystal light emerging from all directions, which were water droplets.

These water droplets gathered in front of Liu Feng like lightning and turned into a layer of water curtain.

The old man Ouyang shook his head with a smile on his face: "It's a pity..."

"What's the pity?" The people next to him didn't understand.

The old man Ouyang explained: "This Zhao Long's talent is not bad, the lotus sword energy has reached a certain level, but it's a pity that he shouldn't have met Fang Han."

Sure enough, on the stone platform, the lotus sword aura, like a rainstorm, all hit the water curtain, and the water curtain was dripping with waves, and circles of ripples emerged on it. The lotus sword aura that Zhao Long sent out just now was immediately refracted from the water curtain And out, bounce back well.

The same spell, the same sword intent.

Zhao Long's complexion changed drastically, and his body exploded back, but it was too late, his body was lifted up by the impact of the sword energy, and he was thrown backwards far away. He kept spitting blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground pale. After struggling for a long time, I didn't stand up again.

He lost, a complete defeat.

This also means that in the first match, Xuanpingmen lost.

For a moment, the people of Xuanpingmen were silent, and in stark contrast, Lihuomen burst into cheers and applause.

Master Xuantian, the head of the sect, also had a face as heavy as water.

Everyone can only pin their hopes on the second game.

In the second round, Master Xuantian's eldest disciple, Ma Yingjie played.

"He's Ma Yingjie! I've heard Master say many times that our Xuanping Sect is the first genius in a hundred years, and the Lihuo Sect is doomed to lose this time!"

"Senior Brother Lu, come on, we will follow your example!"

The inner disciples of Xuanping Sect cheered excitedly one by one. Their failure in the last match allowed them to regain their confidence at this moment.Some female disciples, like nympho, immediately fell in love with Ma Yingjie.

A smile finally appeared on Xuantian's face.

However, what people didn't expect was that Ma Yingjie's appearance was only slightly better than Zhao Long's, and he lost in just ten moves.

Now, there is really no successor.

Everyone looked horrified and remained silent.

Master Xuantian and the elders also turned pale.

In the last match, there is no doubt that they will lose.

Pelvis looked at the crowd, and couldn't help but worry about Xuanpingmen.

Besides, Fang Han, after winning two games in a row and attracting everyone's attention, became more and more confident.

He glanced at Ren Gu in the crowd with high spirits, and said loudly: "For this third round, I only want to compete with one person. If I win. This time we will win from Huomen. If I lose, then You Xuanping sect won, how about you, dare to compete with me?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone started to discuss in surprise.

The people from Lihuomen were naturally unhappy, they were about to win, "Brother Fang Han, absolutely no!"

But Xuanpingmen began to seriously consider this issue after his complexion changed a few times.

It can be said that what Fang Han said is good for them.

Master Yunyao raised his voice instead of Xuanpingmen: "Fang Han, are you serious?"

Fang Han nodded affirmatively, "Since my Fang Han words have come out, I must keep my word!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that the old man Ouyang from Lihuomen didn't speak, he knew that he acquiesced in this matter.

Master Xuantian said: "Fang Han, we agree. Who is the person you want to compete with?"

Fang Han's eyes fell on the elders of Xuanpingmen, looking at the figure in black, his eyes flickered with coldness.

"The person I want to compete with is him!"